My Elf System

The goblins screamed in pain as they became confused at how their comrades, whom they had recently presumed to be dead, could have risen back from the dead.

They tried stabbing their weapons into the shadow goblins, but none of them reacted to it or showed any sign of being in pain which shocked the goblins even more than witnessing their hearts being struck by the shadow goblins.

Meanwhile, Orion willed the remaining five ice arrows above his head to strike the goblin king, but the goblin king reacted in time to defend himself.

Orion looked around but noticed that he couldn't see any trolls or gnomes.

He heard the goblin king was capable of summoning rank eight trolls and gnomes, so he concluded that the horn that the goblin king was holding had to be what it used to summon these monsters.

Orion was curious to see what would happen if the goblin king blew the horn in its hand, so he watched as the goblin king blew the horn, summoning two huge trolls that were over nine feet tall.

They were cave trolls, and they had dark, thick, scaly skin, which was rough and uneven.

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Name:- Cave Troll.

Race:- Troll

Monster Rank:- Rank 8.

[Strength:- 170]

[Agility:- 99]

[Charisma:- 9]

[Vitality:- 40]

[Intelligence:- 10]

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The trolls had flat, broad noses and a mouth full of jagged, yellowing teeth. They also had thick, muscular arms with massive clawed hands that could crush heavy boulders.

Their legs were equally imposing and they both wore black tattered loincloths which barely covered their massive thighs.

The goblin king roared and pointed the tip of its sword straight at Orion, ordering both of the trolls to charge towards him.

The trolls obeyed and ran towards Orion.

However, a magic circle suddenly appeared underneath their feet, and the sound of a high-pitched, ear-piercing whine surged into the ears of the trolls and the goblin king as well.

The sound was like a razor-sharp needle, piercing their eardrums and burrowing deep into their minds.

Their eyes widened in agony as they stumbled while their body trembled with pain.

The whine grew louder and more intense until their faces contorted in a silent scream.

Now, they had the look of someone screaming, but in reality, they were not.

Their mouths were opened wide as though they were about to let out a cry of pain, but in that instant, their skulls shattered with bones and blood splattering everywhere on the floor.

The type of magic Orion used in accomplishing this swift and very painful attack was none other than sound magic.

Sound magic was one of the few Non-Elemental magic he had learned over the years, and Orion was slowly improving his understanding of how to successfully use the magic without hurting those close to him.

The tiers of his elemental magic spells had improved a lot as well and Orion now had a ton of spells swirling within his mind.

Ever since he arrived in this world, he had discovered how difficult it was to live the life of a mage.

Not only was it extremely difficult to cast high-tier spells, but it was equally arduous to memorize the magic circles as well.

If it hadn't been for the help of the system which gifted him with a photographic memory skill, he would have probably still been in tier Three in all of the elemental magic spells he had learned.

The life of a mage certainly wasn't as easy as novels and animes made it out to be.

With that out of the way, Orion focused his mind on his surroundings.

Now that the goblin king was dead, the movement of food within the kingdom would go back to normal, and the farmers and merchants would finally be able to sleep with smiles on their faces, knowing that they could continue to live without having to suffer due to the griffin, wyrmling, and goblin king.

Orion wanted to return back home, but before he did, he suddenly noticed the great sword and the horn oozing even more miasma than before.

Initially, all of the miasma oozing out of these artifacts was being absorbed by the goblin king, but now that the goblin king was dead, there was no one to absorb the miasma anymore.

Orion grabbed the sword and the horn, and a notification from the system instantly popped up in front of him.

[Warning, the host is advised to drop the corrupted magical items.]

[If the host holds the magical items for too long, the host risks corrupting his mana core which could permanently damage your mana core.]

'I knew something like this was going to happen,' Orion uttered in his thoughts.

He wasn't surprised to see the notification pop up in front of him. After all, miasma could also be called corrupted mana, and this meant that it was dangerous to anyone and anything living in the mortal realm because the mortal realm was made up of mana, unlike the nether realm, which was completely made up of miasma.

Therefore, it can only be assumed that the two magical artifacts originated from the nether realm.

However, this only leads to more questions like:-

How did a magical artifact from the nether realm find its way here?

How did the goblin king come in contact with the two artifacts, and how did the goblin king allow its beast core to adapt to the miasma it was absorbing?

All these questions, along with a bunch of other questions, began to fill Orion's mind, but since he had no one to answer these questions for him, he decided not to think too much about them for now.

Right now, Orion knew that he had to find a way to keep these two magical artifacts, and the best place to keep them would be in his inventory, so he decided to keep the artifacts in his inventory. But just when he was about to store them, a new prompt suddenly appeared in front of him.

[The host has absorbed a dangerous amount of corrupted mana.]

[To prevent the host's mana core from becoming damaged, would the host like to learn how to make your body adapt to miasma?]

Reading the string of words displayed in front of him, Orion's lips widened into a smile and he replied instantly.

'Yes.'